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Diamond no Ace: Coach, I Want to Be a Batter, Not a Pitcher!

Chapter 238: Evolving Control! Testing His New Pitching · Nov 12, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: The Importance of One Run 2026-11-12
202 Chapter 202: Withdrawn Furuya and Sawamura 2026-11-12
203 Chapter 203: Sawamura’s Golden Words 2026-11-12
204 Chapter 204: Wooden Bats Are Too Expensive 2026-11-12
205 Chapter 205: Koshien Begins 2026-11-12
206 Chapter 206: Pre-Game Meeting 2026-11-12
207 Chapter 207: First Appearance at Koshien 2026-11-12
208 Chapter 208: The Best Hitter of the Year? Have You Asked Me? 2026-11-12
209 Chapter 209: The Kominato Brothers Take the Stage 2026-11-12
210 Chapter 210: The Kominato Brothers’ Stage 2026-11-12
211 Chapter 211: The Koshien Finals 2026-11-12
212 Chapter 212: Battle of Endurance 2026-11-12
213 Chapter 213: Unlocked! Ushijima’s Full-Power Mode 2026-11-12
214 Chapter 214: Unlocked! Complete Strength 2026-11-12
215 Chapter 215: The Desperate Giants 2026-11-12
216 Chapter 216: The Roar of His Teammates 2026-11-12
217 Chapter 217: After the Championship — Terrifying Numbers 2026-11-12
218 Chapter 218: After the Summer—Preparing for the Autumn Tournament 2026-11-12
219 Chapter 219: Sawamura Suffers from the Yips 2026-11-12
220 Chapter 220: Teaching 2026-11-12
221 Chapter 221: A Full Repertoire? 2026-11-12
222 Chapter 222: Seido’s Current Batting Lineup 2026-11-12
223 Chapter 223: Kawakami’s Pressure 2026-11-12
224 Chapter 224: The Retired Third-Year Seniors 2026-11-12
225 Chapter 225: The Difficulties Facing Seido’s Batting Lineup 2026-11-12
226 Chapter 226: The Autumn Tournament Begins 2026-11-12
227 Chapter 227: Special Training Before the Game 2026-11-12
228 Chapter 228: The East–West Showdown 2026-11-12
229 Chapter 229: Middle Infield Cooperation 2026-11-12
230 Chapter 230: Untitled 2026-11-12
231 Chapter 231: Contest Between Aces 2026-11-12
232 Chapter 232: Breaking Through the Emperor’s Ace 2026-11-12
233 Chapter 233: The Broken Heart of the Emperor 2026-11-12
234 Chapter 234: Little Wolf Cub 2026-11-12
235 Chapter 235: The Eternal Baserunner 2026-11-12
236 Chapter 236: An Unexpectedly Popular Song 2026-11-12
237 Chapter 237: Here It Comes! Mastering Control 2026-11-12
238 Chapter 238: Evolving Control! Testing His New Pitching 2026-11-12
239 Chapter 239: The Shock of Ushijima’s Left-Handed Pitch 2026-11-12
240 Chapter 240: VS the Dark Horse Ugumori 2026-11-12
241 Chapter 241: The Annoying Little Goblin 2026-11-12
242 Chapter 242: Psychological Warfare 2026-11-12
243 Chapter 243: A Head-On Showdown? 2026-11-12
244 Chapter 244: Sawamura’s Crazy Presence 2026-11-12
245 Chapter 245: Furuya’s Confusion 2026-11-12
246 Chapter 246: The Difference Between Furuya and Sawamura 2026-11-12
247 Chapter 247: Sawamura’s First Start 2026-11-12
248 Chapter 248: Sawamura Seeks Guidance 2026-11-12

“Diamond Four-Seam Fastball: Maximum velocity with full nine-zone command… 155 km/h.”

“If I throw harder than that, the ball starts to drift.”

“It can still reach 160 km/h, but once I throw it down the middle, the pitch becomes unpredictable. It could float toward any corner.”

“At that point, I lose command.”

“It could easily sail high… or end up right over the heart of the plate.”

“And against good hitters…”

“That gets crushed.”

After finishing his tests, Ushijima couldn’t hide his excitement.

Then he turned his attention to another pitch.

“Diamond Forkball: Maximum velocity with full command… 161 km/h.”

He smiled.

“The Forkball is finally complete.”

Its movement was already Diamond-level.

Now, with Diamond-level Control added on top of it…

He could locate a 160 km/h Forkball with pinpoint precision.

That was an entirely different weapon.

To be certain, he threw another ten pitches.

Every single one found its target.

There was no doubt anymore.

His strongest—and most controllable—pitch had become his Forkball.

Since practicing against a net could only tell him so much, Ushijima stretched his shoulders and walked toward the main field.

“Miyuki.”

The captain looked up from batting practice.

“What is it?”

“Catch for me.”

“I’ve got a feeling.”

Miyuki’s eyes immediately lit up.

A feeling?

Whenever Ushijima used those words…

It usually meant one of his pitches had evolved again.

Without another word, Miyuki removed his batting gloves.

Just as he was about to grab his catching gear—

Ushijima stopped him.

“No.”

“Let Coach bat.”

“I want him to experience it.”

“…”

Everyone nearby looked over in surprise.

Even Coach Kataoka paused his instruction of Maezono.

This was the first time Ushijima had specifically asked the coach to stand in the batter’s box.

Something interesting was clearly about to happen.

Since returning from Koshien, Ushijima hadn’t pitched in an official game.

He had only continued refining himself in practice.

“Alright.”

Coach Kataoka accepted the bat without hesitation and walked toward home plate.

As Ushijima loosened his shoulders, he turned toward the assistant manager.

“Rei-chan.”

“Could you bring the radar gun?”

“I’d like to check today’s velocity.”

Takashima Rei nodded and quickly retrieved it.

Before long…

The entire Seido baseball team had stopped training.

Everyone gathered around the bullpen.

“What are we testing?”

Miyuki asked as he finished putting on his catching gear.

“The four-seamer.”

“My feel today is especially good.”

“There should be a surprise.”

Hearing that, Miyuki grinned.

“Then I’ll make things difficult for you.”

“I’m calling for the corners.”

“Let’s see how good your command really is.”

Ushijima simply nodded.

He climbed onto the mound and waited.

Coach Kataoka settled into the batter’s box.

Miyuki set his glove low and away.

Ushijima gripped the baseball.

He raised both hands over his head.

His left leg lifted.

Then—

He exploded toward the plate.

His hips rotated violently.

His right arm whipped forward.

The baseball left his fingertips.

Whoosh!

The four-seamer screamed toward the outside corner.

Coach Kataoka remained perfectly still.

After all…

This wasn’t even close to Ushijima’s maximum velocity.

Thwack!

The ball slammed into Miyuki’s mitt.

The catcher froze.

He had called for a low outside fastball.

A difficult target.

Yet Ushijima had painted the corner perfectly.

And…

That pitch had been nearly 150 km/h.

Previously, he could only locate pitches that precisely below 145 km/h.

“149.”

Takashima glanced at the radar gun.

“Again.”

Ushijima casually picked up another baseball.

This time…

Miyuki set his glove high and inside.

The surrounding players immediately exchanged nervous looks.

Miyuki…

You’re really trying to make him work.

Coach Kataoka remained calm.

He simply watched from the batter’s box.

Ushijima inhaled deeply.

Then delivered the next pitch.

This time…

He put even more behind it.

Whoosh!

The baseball exploded toward home plate.

Coach Kataoka’s eyes narrowed.

For a split second…

The pitch looked as though it was coming straight at his face.

Even he was startled.

Fast!

BANG!

The baseball buried itself in Miyuki’s mitt barely ten centimeters from the coach’s face.

“…!!”

Silence.

Every member of the Seido baseball team felt goosebumps rise across their skin.

“Nice ball!”

Miyuki shouted excitedly.

“153.”

Takashima read the radar gun almost absentmindedly.

The velocity itself wasn’t surprising.

After all…

Ushijima could already throw 158 km/h.

What shocked everyone…

Was the command.

A 153 km/h fastball.

Perfectly located on the high inside corner.

Exactly where Miyuki had called for it.

Previously…

That simply wasn’t possible.

One pitch after another…

Miyuki continued testing him.

High outside.

Low inside.

High inside.

Low outside.

Every difficult location.

Every dangerous corner.

Ushijima painted each target flawlessly.

Every fastball exceeded 150 km/h.

Finally—

“The fastest was…”

Takashima looked down at the radar gun.

“…155.”

Even she couldn’t hide her astonishment.

Ushijima smiled.

“Looks like those tens of thousands of practice pitches finally paid off.”

Miyuki nodded.

“No…”

“It’s more than that.”

“You can now maintain elite command even above 150 km/h.”

“Your fastball just became far more dangerous.”

Coach Kataoka quietly lowered his bat.

He had swung at several of the pitches.

Not once…

Had he come close to making contact.

The velocity alone wasn’t the problem.

It was the combination of speed and precision.

A 150+ km/h fastball painted perfectly on the corners was almost impossible to hit.

“Now…”

Ushijima picked up another baseball.

“My left hand.”

Miyuki immediately set his target again.

The next moment…

A left-handed delivery burst from the mound.

WHOOSH!

The pitch tore through the air.

Coach Kataoka’s eyes widened beneath his sunglasses.

“…Fast.”

BANG!

The impact echoed across the field.

The entire practice ground fell silent.

“…Whoa.”

Kuramochi unconsciously swallowed.

Shirasu stared blankly at the radar gun.

Even Takashima Rei looked as though she had forgotten how to speak.

Her eyes remained fixed on the display in her hand.

“…This…”

She could hardly believe the number she was seeing.

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